Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
Happiness is not found in things you possess, but in what you have the courage to release.
No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.
Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.
We must not always talk in the market-place of what happens to us in the forest.
In the depths of every heart there is a tomb and a dungeon, though the lights, the music, and the revelry above may cause us to forget their existence.
Caresses, expressions of one sort or another, are necessary to the life of the affections as leaves are to the life of a tree. If they are wholly restrained, love will die at the roots.
When scattered clouds are resting on the bosoms of hills, it seems as if one might climb into the heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it.
If the truth were to be known, everyone would be wearing a scarlet letter of one form or another.
What a happy and holy fashion it is that those who love one another should rest on the same pillow.
What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one's self!
Every young sculptor seems to think that he must give the world some specimen of indecorous womanhood, and call it Eve, Venus, a Nymph, or any name that may apologize for a lack of decent clothing.
What we need for our happiness is often close at hand, if we knew but how to seek for it.
Cupid in these latter times has probably laid aside his bow and arrow, and uses fire-arms -- a pistol -- perhaps a revolver.
I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house. So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air.
The heart of true womanhood knows where its own sphere is, and never seeks to stray beyond it!
There is evil in every human heart, which may remain latent, perhaps, through the whole of life; but circumstances may rouse it to activity.
I have laughed, in bitterness and agony of heart, at the contrast between what I seem and what I am!
The marble keeps merely a cold and sad memory of a man who would else be forgotten. No man who needs a monument ever ought to have one.
Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, this it overflows upon the outward world.
Nobody, I think, ought to read poetry, or look at pictures or statues, who cannot find a great deal more in them than the poet or artist has actually expressed. Their highest merit is suggestiveness.
A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within itself, may after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the spiritual part.
She poured out the liquid music of her voice to quench the thirst of his spirit.
We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so the moment after death.
We men of study, whose heads are in our books, have need to be straightly looked after! We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.
Wherever there is a heart and an intellect, the diseases of the physical frame are tinged with the peculiarities of these.
I heard a neigh. Oh, such a brisk and melodious neigh it was. My very heart leapt with the sound.
There is something truer and more real, than what we can see with the eyes, and touch with the finger.
